Its really quite funny how you can look back on previous months, times moments and places. Completely forgetting to update certain areas of which you publically display your life. Its like a saunter backwards and it hits a certain sore spot...how things change and come to pass so quickly. As once you were so certain things were as they were...but only to find that they to were only mere moments for the then...now you feel slightly moronic in a contemporary way, reflecting back to the days where things made sense. Now nothing makes sense and again your left in a twisted path called your life. Images..visions and creation do much the same with an artist i think. Ideas and values...technique and knowledge base all change...its an expression usually visually vocalized by scenes of what really lies within a person...Its only when you come back to retrieve where you left off that you soon notice everything you once knew and believed to yourself is now another view of something else.
